Dakara, Anata o Koko de Koroshimasu

"... 'Mother'. Ready."

"Ok, well, Hi-chan can go over the 'critical point' too, so fight it out✩."

Sakura's lair somewhere in "Logen".

Hildoll stands next to Sakara in that dim room and makes a slightly troublesome noise.

"Um, 'Mother'...... I have the name Hill Dollar..."

"Eh, 'cause your name is cuter. Besides, today's the last day I'm gonna talk to you, right?

"……… Yes, I understand"

Hildor responds without changing his expression to Sakara, who spews out a light and shocking word.

As if it were every natural thing, such as that fact.

"Speaking of which," Mother, "I don't see Mizuno."

"That's right, no matter how many calls you make, you won't answer me. I've seen it, and it seems like I'm going to try to kill someone who's flustered and wandering off one end of the spectrum and not drink blood. I think I totally broke it after drinking this Sakura blood."

"But if it's in the hands of 'Mother', can we bring him back soon?

"You can't help but bring me a 'throwaway pawn' or something that doesn't listen to orders. Besides, the" critical point "is way over, so you can let it go and die wild on your own, that's it. That's why we're working so hard on her."

Sakura strokes Cecilia's head, a nun closely attached to her left arm.

Touching Sakura's skin herself, she never had a look of fear, but rather was so wrapped up in a sense of pride that she might even remember being in a trance and at its peak.

"Kuhihihi... thank you, my 'God'"

"Wow......, creepy. It's good to be deified."

Is it possible that Cecilia has broken through the 'critical point' by the torture of Sakura, or has come to worship Sakura as a 'god'?

Of course, it's convenient to have heard more and better before, but Sakura had a physiological aversion to being able to turn the eye of faith.

Sakura makes me realize once again how disgusting it is to not treat you as a human being.

"Kuhihi, Kuhihihihi, yes, Sakura-sama, Sakura-sama is the 'God'. All lives go back to Sakura-sama."

"No, I can't. I really can't do that. Seriously, you're being a head idiot. Wow, now I know how it feels to be Hazel, this is the most disgusting"

and Sakara openly peels off Cecilia with an unpleasant face.

Still, Hildoll asked unexpectedly where he put a kick in Cecilia's face that coincided with "Oh, my God."

"Nevertheless, that woman named Celestia Valentine. Why are you treating her so special?

"Whoa, it's unusual for Hi-chan to ask me straight away. The answer is simple. I met Rico Akasaki."

"What about that 'failure'?

"Yeah."

Sakura smiles at Hildor's question and answers her superior mood.

"Rico Akasaki was indeed a 'failure' as this Sakura envisioned homunculus. Blah, blah, blah, blah. It was worthless crap. That's why I missed him even when I was wrong."

…………

Hildor remembers what happened a year ago in Sakura's words.

Rico tried to escape into a gap distracted by Xuahua, and she immediately tried to capture him. But Sakura has ordered that Rico be left alone to seal his movements.

- Then Sakura doesn't know that the painful screams of when Hua Hua was tortured remain all the way in Hildor's head.

"But I ran into Serra wondering if Rico had escaped. Yes, we met. What changes do you think it would make if she met Serra with perfect morality and ethics?

"... I don't know"

"Well, don't you see? No, this whole thing surprised me, too, didn't it? As Serra approached the" critical point, "it turned out she could only stay sane with Rico."

"But then, as an immortal, isn't it a failure?

Hildor doesn't know the truth about Sakura's "plan," but he does know that he needs a madly immortal to carry out that "plan".

So if Serra is overcoming some madness, I don't know why I should put her on the shoulder even more...

"Now, for example, Serra is gradually losing her emotions like you guys, and I think maybe one of these days she'll lose her memory. But they have clear emotions and memories for Rico, don't they? Yeah, the power of love is great"

"... love, I don't know."

The puffiness and hilldollars whine small.

She was a homunculus produced with little emotion. A mechanical 'doll' that just brings out the fighting instinct if necessary.

So I just had to be confused if she brought up the emotional story.

"So, as Hi-chan said earlier, Serra may be incomplete as an immortal. But, you know, the madness she's having is purer and stronger than anyone else. Blah, blah, blah, blah. Serra is now approaching the 'critical point'. It's just repressed."

"... No way"

Hildor reads what Sakura is trying to say and smiles with a bad taste when he is noticed that Sakura is there.

As if to mock the Seras who do not know their fate to descend.

"Nfu,✩do you think this Sakura will give them hope so easily? Yeah, vice versa. I will beat the despair this Sakura has tasted. I'll break that heart thoroughly."

Chills run all over Hildoor's spine in a different atmosphere overflowing from Sakura.

Instead he stood up, turning back his heels, and Sakura told the Hildolls.

"Okay, everybody, stand by in their respective quarters. Kill each other fully."

The speed of the train slowly dropped and finally stopped moving.

Finally we got to 'Logen'. There are Sakura and the others in this town right now.

Tensions run between us.

- Let's go.

to Mr. Cullen's words. We rise and get off the train.

The number of people at the station was slightly smaller. Mr. Iris told me. Apparently this is a quiet country town.

Speaking of which, Mr. Iris, you know this town pretty well.

And Jillian asks.

It was not Mr Iris who replied to that question, but Mr Cullen.

"Oh, actually, this is where Iris comes from"

"Oh really?!?

We are surprised by unexpected facts.

Mr. Iris himself at the time blushed a little and said as if he was in trouble.

"I'm sorry about something, but this is the town I was born and raised in..."

"No, Mr. Iris has nothing to do with it, so it's okay. But then when did you meet Mr. Cullen?

"When I was 17. I enrolled in a military training school, and that's when I happened to be assigned to the same class as Karen -"

And Iris' movement stopped unexpectedly as he spoke in nostalgia.

With his mouth poking open, his arms will slowly stop drooling and moving. My eyes were vain somewhere, and I didn't see anything.

"... Hey?

and Karen asks Iris with a strange face who does too unnatural stillness.

Hey, and Rico pulled my sleeve.

"Rico?"

"Hey, that"

and with a trembling voice Rico points his finger forward.

Turning his gaze forward, there was a ticket opening, and all the people heading there had stopped unnaturally, like Mr. Iris.

Finally, I realize something unusual is happening.

Looking around, everyone but us was stopping on the spot.

Everyone is similarly weakened and immobilized limbs with vain eyes.

"What, this..."

My heart grows loud when I'm blind to fears and a sense of crisis that I don't know what to do.

I don't even understand the fine dust of what's going on, and my brain is desperately alarming even though I'm halfway out of thought.

- I know this.

Unwiped visibility. Don't forget. I get the feeling I'm forgetting something.

Desperately to remind me of that, let me tour my memories...

"Ah."

and.

A strange voice leaked out of Mr. Iris' throat.

I look back to Mr. Iris as I cast my doubts on his too strange and puzzling voice.

"Iris."

What the hell.

I could play Mr. Iris' face.

"............ what?

Pi, and something sticky sticks to my cheek.

A black splash and a chunk of meat dance in front of me.

Mr. Iris's body collapsed after losing his neck.

"Iris uuuuuuuuuuu!!!!

Mr. Karen screaming. Rico and Jillian holding the mouth. Olivia pulls her face off.

I could only stand up to the sudden events and the spectacle of radical change.

Gucci, and the sound of meat crushing sounds continuously.

Looking around, his head bounced in the same way. There was a figure of people scattering black blood and meat. They all fall one after the other when they lose their heads.

I do recognize this evil tasteful sight. One broken girl just confronted me the other day.

No way, no way.

"Eh heh heh. Long time no see, Celestia."

Behind you.

Looking back at her voice.

Akira Akasaki stood at the end of her eyes and nose.

"Well, then, you all go to sleep."

"Wait."

Without waiting for my still voice.

My consciousness dimmed, and I fell unconscious.

- Madness and malice. 'Despair' had not even begun enough for those two to be sumptuous.